See No Evil

In the quiet corners of existence,
where shadows dance and whisper secrets,
I choose to be an observer.
I choose to stand on the edge of light,
not swayed by the tumult of darkness.

Amidst the cacophony of despair,
where the world’s broken promises echo,
I turn my gaze inward,
finding solace in the sanctuary of my spirit.
I cast a lens of joy upon the canvas of my days,
allowing only the hues of peace and righteousness
to color my perception.

In this practice of selective vision,
I am not blind to the shadows;
I see them, yet I do not give them weight.
They exist, as storms do,
but I am not the rain nor the thunder.
I am the calm eye, the space in-between,
where love’s light shines unfettered.

I choose to block out the clamor of the world’s sorrow,
to not let its gravity pull me into...